I left you,
The pain,
The heartache,
And the late night tears.
I thought it was for the best.
I thought it would make me happier,
You meant everything to me.
Everything.
My love for you will never end,
It will never change,
Not even a little bit.
I try to tell you,
But it hurts to hear your voice.
The pain, the sorrow,
Everytime I hear a song that reminds me of you.
But,
I see the way you look at her,
The way you hold her,
The way you talk about her,
You love her.
I'm hurting,
I thought it was for the best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem